With a "boom", Lean fell on the platform and kept rolling and struggling.

His pig's mouth was wide open, but the retching and howling sounds were indistinct as if they were being covered - because the pig-shaped meat ball had already penetrated deep into the throat, suppressing the throat and vocal cords. .

"Help... help..."

He shook his head vigorously, and his head slammed hard on the edge of the platform, spattering a patch of blood.

Naturally, Lien couldn't throw the meat ball that was going deep into his throat like this. Instead, he was dizzy and almost fell off the track. But this time, it seemed to give him an idea. He lowered his head to the edge of the platform, digging hard in his throat with one hand and hitting his chest with the other.

In the retching, tears, and the muffled sound of the sternum being knocked out, he shouted loudly: "Help... come out, come out..."

When Lien was desperately trying to pull the meat ball out again, the other pigs on the platform looked away from Lien as if they had already lost interest.

"Look, the candidate I provided is quite suitable, right?" Fanping smiled and approached the fourth uncle, and said, "I had already spotted him, and it turned out to be a pig smoothly. In this way, Mr. Molde Come back to us soon..."

The fourth uncle gave it a sideways glance. "Is this also your credit?"

"That's not right, but he is indeed the candidate I provided..." Fanping's small eyes turned from the fourth uncle to the pig named Carol, and said, "Why is there no suitable person for Carol? The candidate to help Mr. Molde recover?"

"Stop talking nonsense," the fourth uncle waved his fore hooves and said impatiently: "I think you have lived on the farm for a long time, and you can't tell the importance of right and wrong. Evolutionary people would dare to mix in such things. Do it in private?"

The two pigs took a lot of care, explaining and expressing their positions, one after another, full of pleas and excuses; as the fourth uncle waved his hooves again, they stopped abruptly like the orchestra under the command.

As soon as their voices fell, only Leon's voice remained in the tunnel. His struggles, coughing, beating, begging, and scolding were all the same as when he answered the question in the assessment just now. The sound was amplified several times and echoed repeatedly in the tunnel.

"Fanping," the fourth uncle called out.

As soon as the pig in purple shorts raised its head, the fourth uncle had already kicked its head with a hoof; Fanping staggered a step, and before he had time to stand up, the fourth uncle slammed something on its face— Four white lights suddenly illuminated every detail on Fanping Pig's face.

Thick and hard pig hair, curved blue blood vessels, yellowed and crooked cusps... In an instant, all the subtleties lighted up, and quickly returned to darkness.

"Fourth Uncle?" Fanping covered his pig's nose with one hoof and blinked desperately for a while. "You are...you are..."

"I have searched here and there, and there is no trace of the evolutionary person anywhere, but the odor of the evolutionary person is clear." The fourth uncle was still clutching the special white light in his hoof, and said coldly: "Especially on you, the smell is even stronger. Naturally I have to give it a try... It's okay, you are not stupid enough to be solved by others. If you are pretending to be an evolutionary person, it will be funny."

"What, how can you say that?" Fan Ping naturally did not dare to be angry, and hurriedly explained: "I solved the evolutionary person. It must be because I was closer to her when I started. , caught her scent, and you noticed it. Don't worry, that woman has long since died."

Lien's struggle for help had changed a long time ago, and turned into a curse that was louder than the sound. In desperation, it seemed that every word could drip venom. Roasted; and a few pigs were able to turn a deaf ear and ignore him.

From under the skin of Lien's chest, a round protrusion was slowly moving back and forth, and each sliding would cause Lien's scream of pain. He raised his head from under the platform and stared at the bulge of his chest with his small eyes. He seemed to finally realize that scolding was useless. It was a mix of fear and despair. ...help me, I..."

After shouting half of the words, I couldn't stop shouting.

"You all said that the evolutionary people have been solved, but what you are, I know too well." The fourth uncle sighed as if he couldn't hear it, and said, "The fallen species are really unreliable... Sometimes, I still have to Just find someone to be at ease."

"No, no," Fanping said hurriedly, "that woman's body was just buried by my helper. If you don't worry, I'll go back and dig up the body for you to see."

"Well," the fourth uncle nodded and looked at Carol. "And you?"

"You know, I really can't take out the corpse." Carol said with a sad face. "The items I used for him were given to you. After using them, there will be no corpses left..."

"Forget it," the fourth uncle was angry and disappointed, "there are no corpses, and no items. You probably think you two shrewd people are left in the world. I ask you, those two evolutionaries came in. The purpose, do you know?"

Carroll hesitated and couldn't answer, but Fanping finally had the opportunity to prove himself, and his face flushed. "I know, they want to find a woman, an ordinary person."

"Oh?" The fourth uncle was startled. "What an amazing relationship, to take such a big risk to save? Does that ordinary person know any secrets about them?"

"I don't know that," Fanping said carefully. "Although I don't know the name of that ordinary person, I have seen her photo..."

"Even if it's a biological daughter, it won't kill you, just have another one." The fourth uncle muttered.

"Humans are impulsive and weak, emotional..." Carroll made an opinion.

The fourth uncle shook his head. "No, that ordinary person must be very important. Catching her must be of great benefit, and then someone will take the risk to save her. Otherwise, we and the outside world have always been well watered, so why would an evolutionary suddenly come in?"

"Your analysis is too reasonable," Fanping said with admiration.

"Hey," Carol suddenly whispered and said, "Isn't there a rumor outside recently that the power of Karma has appeared? Could it be that under the influence of the power of Karma, the evolutionaries really took us Are you an enemy?"

"What do you think Karma's power is," the fourth uncle laughed contemptuously, "Why do you make a self-fulfilling prophecy for me here? We said that 'evolutionaries are the enemy', but we only said it in the underground farm, Where do the evolutionaries outside know? They don’t know, how can they take us as enemies?”

The other pigs didn't dare to make a sound, and the platform fell into a moment of silence.

Lean's voice was no longer enough to break the silence, because he seemed to have lost the ability to be angry and afraid; his small eyes rolled up blankly, and with the occasional wet "grunt" in his throat, his body was a Trembling - After a tremor, it stopped moving again.

Although "Lean" is gradually shrinking, his body is still getting bigger and fatter; at this time, it can't even be called "he" anymore, because whoever looks at it will feel that the ground is turned on its back and loses consciousness. pig.

The fourth uncle seemed to have finally made a decision, lowered his hoofs, and said to the secretary-like pig: "From now on, the entire seven branches of the [Underground Farm] will enter the first-level alert state. Conduct 24-hour patrols. No one is allowed to leave the stall without permission, and the medical examination operator has to go to the stall one by one to check... Except for physical examination and eating, nothing else is allowed."

"Matching should also be suspended?" Pig confirmed.

"One or two days less will not cause a population shortage." The fourth uncle said, "Fanping, please describe the appearance of the target woman. We will conduct a large-scale screening of the entire farm, and we must find her. If the evolutionary has accomplices, then they will throw themselves into the net; if there are no accomplices, we can also see what is the reason that makes the target woman so valuable... I am just worried that the death rate of the population on the farm is so high, It would be better if she didn't die early."

After the fourth uncle made the final decision, Carol and Fanping were soon sent away; Fanping refused to turn around, and walked backwards, all the way back to the front of his own train, and when he got on the train, he turned towards the fourth uncle. Wave goodbye.

The fourth uncle didn't even bother to look at it, so he walked straight to the motionless "Lien" and stretched out his head to take a look.

"Hey, how are you?" it asked. "Is it okay?"

"Rien" opened his mouth slowly and let out a breath.

"Too...too hasty." It said in a low voice, "This human being is not fully qualified, and the resistance is fierce...If there is someone who is so gentle that he struggles without struggling, and only knows how to cry, that would be great. Woolen cloth."

"Okay, you've got to keep an eye on it," the fourth uncle said impatiently. "You've lost your body. It would be great if I could find one for you temporarily. How's your brain?"

"Eat," Molde slowly raised one of his front hooves, stiffly, like an unlubricated robot. "It's still a little less than half, and I can merge with me... Well, this guy used to flatter Fanping, but it's really ugly."

"For you," the fourth uncle rummaged through his pocket, took out a pair of blue shorts, and threw it to him.

Molde slowly got up from the ground, grabbed his shorts with one hoof, and stood blankly for a while before finally remembering how to change his clothes.

"Well... memory and skills come in very slowly," it said, scratching the clothes on its body with its hooves, and it turned into rags and fell to the ground. "...Eh? Wait, this is..."

"What's wrong?"

The bald white pig stood motionless on the ground, and after a few seconds, he turned his head towards the fourth uncle.

"This guy Lean!" it cried, "Fanping ordered him to pick up the corpse, but when he got to the hall, there was no corpse in the hall at all, but he didn't report it, afraid of being scolded, just rolled in the dirt A circle. That is to say, the female evolutionary may not be dead at all?"

The fourth uncle's eyes widened, and he took a step forward, but he didn't want Molde to raise a hoof suddenly - the latter had still not finished speaking.

"No, it's more than this..." it said, "The memory I just saw was also Lean's last memory, just a few minutes ago."

Molde pointed to the edge of the platform, and his speech speeded up: "When he lowered his head from the platform to call for help, he was calling for the female evolutionary, he just saw the female evolutionary!"

Don't tell me, since I was alerted once, I have become a little bit chasing after the wind. I feel that I am a little unconsciously drifting in the direction of writing and writing. I feel that the big brother has also fulfilled his self-fulfilling prophecy... It is said that I often at the starting point. Sex was reported, don't know if it's true.

Let’s talk about the little things in life that don’t matter. I don't know what I did either, I think there must be some gene expression being turned off in me. I am a person who has hated coriander since birth (Wen Zhi, the likes and dislikes of coriander are determined by genes, I said this in the report when I did the genetic test), I have suddenly become addicted to coriander in the past two years. If I don't think it's a bit too much, I can eat it directly with coriander, and I can drown the main dish with coriander... So, what have I done, can I also turn off the expression of aging genes!